108Gwalla - Smother (feat. Top Leach & TWC Duce) Lyrics

Yo bitch a cocksucker and yo nigga a non-buster
And you ain't hoppin' in this drop with me
If you ain't pop somethin
Hit my nigga when I need to cop somethin
And f*ck that lil' dead bitch, my niggas drop dummies
Send my ass to prison cause a nigga pop someone
Lost it all and got it back, a nigga never stop hustlin
Walkin' through the suckers hood with bummy
Clothes, block huggin
I'll fall out with any nigga, bitch
I'll even pop my cousin
That shits cute
You got a Glock with switch
Well shit I got dozens
If it ain't a drop or ain't a money spot
My niggas not comin
Them boys gon' have to give me life cause
Bitch I'm not budgin
If they try to make you make a statement
My nigga just change the subject
Make a nigga think twice if he think he takin
Somethin
Smoke a nigga in the daytime in public
Sock it to my pocket, baby, or we not f*ckin
You should not trust him, he be on that f*ck shit
You just a waste of space, give me pape, there ain't no room for you
Don't catch no feels and crash out, these bitches be delusional
You ain't demure, you try, these hoes will set you up and noodle you
I been tryna hustle, but this shit get tricky With wiggle room
Heard they just pop whoop de whoop
I heard this bitch is gettin' alley-ooped
I know she suckin' dick because she snaggle-toothed
If she tryna pay a nigga, might just have to cram her too
It gets nasty when it's over with, that shit be kinda obvious
You ain't my bitch and she ain't my friend
So tell me what the problem is
It's conflict when you end up catchin' feelings for the problem, kid
It's conflict when you end up catchin' feelings for the problem, kid
It's conflict when you end up catchin' feelings for the problem, kid
Don't you know you gotta sell that butt to get a bigger butt
Sip my juice way too fast, I think I need a bigger cup
I just pulled up, I'm backin' in
F*ck some pullin' in the front
I got no trust for no bitch, I got no feelings for a slut
I got some plays to put you on
But we gon' keep that on the hush
You gotta take a risk to get it, in this life you livin' once
You can't be thinkin' with your dick
Because a bitch will get you plucked
And nigga, we all gon' die in the end, so I don't really give a f*ck
And I ain't really got no friends, cause niggas always switchin' up
She seen me pull up in the Benz and let me hit her in the butt
We heard he speakin' to the feds and threw his ass up in the trunk
Speedin' fast over bumps, f*ck that bitch ass nigga thump
It's the ways of winning, come and get it
Proper preparation, I'm always in the city
And I got Nicki, don't you get the playin
You can give me funds, but I ain't f*ckin
This lil' bitch ain't stayin, I took some L's and got it right back
Lil' boy, f*ck you sayin
You can't get up with this low, my brother Jack gon' get the sprayin
The bitch mad, she got her trap, took the bag
Is what I'm claimin, threw it fully, active bully
Baddest head, I already claimed it
Beat the road for 80 days, my back hurt, the bag is bakin
If they get behind this low, my only job is try to shake em
Nigga went out bad, that's hella sad, that's how his daddy made em
He can't be a part of clique, cause all my niggas tryna face shit
You's a bitch and you got stripped, nigga stop fakin
Sell yo butt, get the right bag, I bet you make it
Told the bitch to get up out my face if she did not go make it
Sip some wok and poured like eight pops, I can't taste shit
I might just kick the cup, cause in the morning, bitch, I'm bakin
Rollin woods sittin' with the bitch and watch me face it
Smokin' dead, nigga, my lungs chokin, they tryna take me in
I can't go out like no bitch, cause I'ma spray Gleek
Let me see a nigga, on that block boy, I'ma spray heat